My Lagan Love


Sora
Lyrics by Seosamh MacCathmhaoil Arranged by Geoffrey Pratley

Lyrics

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fair
The twilight gleam is in her eye
The night is on her hair
And like a love sick lenanshee*
She hath my heart in thrall;
Nor life I owe, nor liberty
For love is lord of all
And often when the beetle`s horn
Has lulled the eve to sleep,
I steal unto her shieling* lorn
And through the dooring peep
There on the cricket singing stone
She spares the bogwood fire
And hums in sad sweet undertone
The song of heart`s desire

*lenanshee = fairy lover
*shieling = small highland cottage

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